Davina's POV

“So,” she said, twirling on the spot and pointing to the left-hand corner of the room. “I’m thinking the bed goes over there. We can make it a bunk bed and add a slide if he’s into that sort of thing. And over there, wall-to-wall shelves for his books and toys.”

“Um, who is all this for, Carlotta?”

She rolled her eyes. “Ravi, of course! He can’t room with you forever. He needs a space of his own.”

I hoped she couldn’t hear how loud my heart was thudding in ...